Apne seher mein

Today we all are very much stable and successfull at our level.But when we sit alone somwhere sometimes we feel a void in our heart.
No doubt we are working, earning a handsome salary and living a good life style, still some pain is there, some emptiness is there.
Most of us left our hometown at a early age to mark our own identity. Before leaving every lane dusky path was known to us, but now that same lane, dusky path are quite unknown to us. Walking on those path lends us nowhere.Somewhere a thought strikes, is that was worth leaving our birth place.
We keep hopping from one city to another, one country to another country. No matter where we are, how much luxury we have, we miss the scent of our birth palce, our mother.
I have written some lines which depicts the pain,

Ye na socha tha tere aanchal ki thandi chhav se itne dur chala aaunga,
jahan tere mamta mayi hatho ka sparsh pichhe chhut jaye ga,
jeevan mein safal hone ki itni badi kimat chukaunga,
aapni maa apni janambhumi se itne dur chala aaunga....

While hopping during our life, we remain in constant touch with our friends throught Internet, phone call but do the Internet applications like Facebook ,gtalk gives us the warmth of friendship which we feel while meeting personally, with changing world every aspect of our life has changed a lot.

Ab hum dost facebook aur twitter pe milte hai..
gharo k pate to maloom nahi lekin email address pe mail karte hai
real world mein hote huye virtual world mein login karte hai..
ab hamari zindagi ki choti badi bataon ko facebook pe update karte hai...
jab kabhi bhul se aamne samane aa jaye..to huale se muskura dete hai
lekin gtalk yahoo messenger per ghanto chat karte hai....

As time passes, we think of making our identity and getting back to our roots but we forget that nothing will remain same back home.

Apne seher ko chhod chala tha,
ek naye seher mein nayi phechan liye nayi hasti bana ne k liye,
aaj jab lauta aapne seher mein apne seher mein,
apnapan jaisa kuch laga hi nahi,
nayi basti thi naye log the har taraf ek ajeeb ajnabiyat liye huye...
Socha tha ek hasti bana kar lautunga apne logo mein
hasti to bana le, par apna koi mila hi nahi apne seher mein....

She never let me feel handicapped

Today I am working as an engineer for the Giant Meterwave Radio Telescope at the Tata Institute of Fundamental Research Centre. Born a physically challenged person, I never thought that I would be able to reach this level in my career.

Whatever I am today is because of my mother and values instilled by her. My younger brother and I were both born physically handicapped, with 65 and 60 percent disabilities. But she never let us feel like we were handicapped or dependent on someone. She instilled courage, hard work, will power, determination and more in us so that we could live a normal life. Because of her faith I was able to complete my BE in Information Technology.

I remember one incident that burned the fire within me to do something extraordinary. It was my twelfth birthday and we never had birthday parties or celebrations at our house as we belonged to a humble family. But as a child, I was curious as to why my birthday was not celebrated like other children in my neighbourhood. So I asked my mother and she replied, "Yeh kya -- khud ka janamdin khud se manana. Kuch aisa kaam karo ki desh wale aap ka janamdin manayein!" ("What is this -- celebrating your own birthday. Work hard and do something that has the whole country celebrating your birthday!"). After that, I never bothered about my birthday party.

Last year I went in for lumbar spine surgery. I was hospitalised for 10 days and given bed rest for two months. During that time, my mother gave me the courage to know that I would be alright. Because of her positive attitude, I overcame the fear of surgery. Then in mid-June 2010, I lost my father. At that time too, my mother stood firm and gave us the strength to deal with this unexpected crisis.

I can just say I owe my whole life to my mother. Maa, I want to be your son only every time I take birth.